šŗDominic's POV :
OK we skipped the last three periods cause Ray says he is an PhD for grumpy 'STRAIGHT' men to impress their twinks!!
"OK SO FIRST THINK I AM YOUR DATE!! What would you do!" He grins!
"Agh! Ask for a motel?"
"Male whore!" He squinted!
"Mind your tongue Human!" I growled!
"Why are you so thick? You would kiss me!! Will you kiss me?" He gleamed!
OK lemme get this straight this guy flirts with me shamelessly but once I casually flirted back and he almost puked and called me a pervert and I am not his type!! Man why do you even flirting then!!
"I can make soup of you and, me and Vamps will enjoy that well!!" I grin.
"Well...don't share that with Linda then!" He chuckles,
Really he is Lean's long lost brother!
"Fuck off Man just come to the point!!" I snapped.
"OK! OK! So what he likes?" He raises his eye brow like The Rock!
"Agh! Me i guess!"
"Fuck no you lovesick wild mutt!! What he likes like to eat, wear or anything special!!" He grunts.
"Ahg! He likes Boba and anything that doesn't have the 100 things he is allergic too, and wear well he loves stealing my hoodie though I got be the whole damn glittery wardrobe to wear!" I am very confused at this point!
"Agh idiot attracts idiot! OK listen carefully!" He grits his teeth while slamming his face!
"First thing first, don't go out like a fuck boy wear something decent! You got that back jacket of yours?" He asks!
"Yup!"
"OK! Put on a decent t shit, then put on the jacket, wear that blue denim I got you for your hookup with Ashly and comb this freaking messy wolf hairs!! I will help you with that! Dad got me a badass cologne I will let you borrow that! But I need a lunch tomorrow for that! And here take it!"
He handed me his Rolex watch, ok this boy is a spoiled brat his dad got crazy money!
"Agh thanks!" I groaned and his eyes blew up
"You...are you...you are....are you!!! Really the dom I know? You thanked? You can do that!!! What the hell the vampire did to you!!" He gasps!
š§āāļøLean's POV:
Finallyāshift's over! Olivia's back, thank the moon. That Karen had the audacity to rally a whole squad of Karens to "cancel" me. Imagine a pack of middle-aged hyenas shrieking about morality in mom-jeans. Well few in Dad jeans š But Olivia, the badass queen herself, had the cops escort them out. Iconic. Truly satisfying.
Paycheck in handā100 dollars. No tips today (curse the empty store), but whatever, money is money.
"See you, Liv!" I grin, ready to fly out the doorāexcept Bun-Bun blocks my path, doing his signature protest wiggle. That little corgi knows separation anxiety like it's an Olympic sport. "I have to go, babe! I'll bring cookies, promise!" He gives me the look. You know the one. Ugh, I know another big dumb dog with the same issueā¦ šŗ Hehe.
[Cut to: Dominic hiccuping in his room while Ray yanks a comb through his hair.]
Dom: "Why the hell do I feel like someone's thinking about me?!"
Ray: smirks "Gee, wonder who."
Dom: "Shut up, MILLER!"]
Anyway!! My stomach is fizzing with fireworksāI'm actually going on a movie night with him. What movie will it be? Action? Horror? Rom-com? Whatever it is, I don't care, because he'll be there.
I dash through the street like a caffeinated grasshopper, nearly causing two cars to kiss bumpers. (Sorry drivers, blame Cupid!)
"Ohhh! Snow!" Tiny flakes swirl down, dusting my hair like powdered sugar. The streets are glowing, Christmas lights strung everywhereāit's already the 21st. And you know what? This is the best December I've ever had.
I hug myself against the cold, whispering to the night: "Thank you, Puppers. You're the best curse I've ever been given. Iā¦ I'll try to be perfect for you."
Then I sprint harder, heart pounding, because I know he's waiting.
šŗDominic's POV:
"Here we go! From fuckboy to gentleman! At this point I should write a dissertation 'How turn a wild Dog into a gentleman in 20 easy steps." Ray puffs proudly, stepping back to admire his handiwork. "I swear, you look hot as lava. If you were my type, I'd kiss you right now. That vampire of yours is not gonna survive this."
"Do you want a kiss then?" I smirk.
"I'd rather kiss Hitler." He gags dramatically.
"Fine. Then I want five minutes of free belly rubs for tolerating you. No discounts." He sounds like a damn drug dealer.
"Careful. I can't promise you'll leave with both arms."
"Well, rubbing a wolf's tummy is worth the risk." He grins. Like No, dude. Back off. I'm not a therapy dog everyone gets to pet.
"You wrote the note, right?" he presses.
"Yeah, butā¦ can't we just do this the easy way?"
"Do you want to impress that monster or not?"
I grunt, then nod.
"Then do exactly what I say. One last thingāwhat flowers does he like?"
"Flowers? Why do we need flowers?"
"Because, genius, women and gays both melt for flowers. That's how magic happens. And don't ask me how I know! I have tasted both."
"ā¦He did mention once he likes blue roses. But that's not even a real thing, right?"
Ray's grin widened like the devil himself. "Leave it to me. I know exactly what to do." And with that, he bolts out of the room.
Now I'm sitting here, heart pounding like a war drum. Lean will be back in half an hour. If this plan blows up in my face, I swear to godāI'm hunting Ray down.
š§āāļøLean's POV:
Yes, I am finally hoooome! Guys, can you believe it?! I'm going out on a movie night with a hot alpha wolf!! Awww!!!
"ā¦WAIT. Why the hell is the door locked?!
Didā¦ did he not come yet?!"
The apartment is darkālike, creepier-than-my-empty-chest dark.
I fumble for my key and barge in. Still no lights.
"Did heā¦ forget? Did he joke about going out with me just to mess with me? No wayā¦" My throat tightens. Oh great. I'm already snotting up. I did NOT just get ditched by Puppers.
Fine. Kitchen war it is. "Iā¦ I will! Kitchen, you are not surviving tonight!!" I march toward it, ready to wage a crusadeā
Then my phone buzzes.
Two new WhatsApp messages. From Daddy Puppers.
If this is a breakup text, I swear I will burn this whole damn apartment. Wait did we ever got official? Do he even like me!!
I open it. A massive message pops up:
> "First off, don't enter my kitchen.
Okā¦ umā¦ yeahā¦ okā¦ so. Go to your room and check your bed. Iā¦ I left some stuff there for you to wear. Put them onādon't forget the tiger claw chain. Then lock your door and come down the alley to the bakery where we celebrated your birthday. Iā¦ I'll be waiting. From Puppers šŗ
And againāDON'T step into my kitchen!!"
"DAMN." Did he just throw me on some kind of mystery love quest?! And WHY does he still sound grumpy even in texts?!
I rush into my room andāholy unholy heaven. There it is. A full outfit laid out like some magazine spread.
"He actuallyā¦ took this much effortā¦ for just a movie night?!" My brain short-circuits. "Oh my Devil, is he going to ask me to MARRY him?!"
On my bed: a neatly folded black sleeveless tee, the black leather jacket, the tiger claw choker, a sleek wristwatch, cream-colored jeans, and those sneakers he bought a few days ago.
I'm crying. I'm actually crying.
"Ok Lean, get it together. Don't you dare let Puppers down!"
Time to get dressed.